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Every corner of my heart aches
And yearns for your touch to soothe
The brokenness
The hopelessness
The emptiness I am when I'm without you...
My tears fall as droplets
Leaving my soul so dry
Each day I wander aimless
And despairing; I cry
You know not the pain that I've suffered each hour
You don't know how I long for us to be together
You can't comprehend it; the sorrow, the pain
The unyielding agony of these relentless feelings...
If only you loved me
Then you would recognize...
But as it is; I am darkness...
And you... are ever radiant sunrise
And yearns for your touch to soothe
The brokenness
The hopelessness
The emptiness I am when I'm without you...
My tears fall as droplets
Leaving my soul so dry
Each day I wander aimless
And despairing; I cry
You know not the pain that I've suffered each hour
You don't know how I long for us to be together
You can't comprehend it; the sorrow, the pain
The unyielding agony of these relentless feelings...
If only you loved me
Then you would recognize...
But as it is; I am darkness...
And you... are ever radiant sunrise
Literature
The Origin of Suffering
For now I cleanse my heart with tears
That Good and Evil fruits impart
Through Knowledge culled from human years,
The trees from which all sufferings start.
As God within me wakes my heart,
My heart awakens inside God;
A spark in infinite dark his art
Shall draw like lightning to the rod.
And burning human pride’s facade,
I’ll sear and singe, a martyred saint;
And with the martyr’s fervor, prod
And press until I’m sacrosanct;
In fearful furnaces distraint,
My soul will smolder as it nears
The white of lightning; and I’ll faint,
Saved only then by God’s own tears.
Literature
Two Faced
Two Faced
I have two sides…
One that you see
And one that you don’t want to see…
And for your sake, we’ll keep it that way
Literature
comfort in darkness
I was
an obedient young woman
timid and vulnerable
my self esteem absent
my voice a whisper
I was
a blind young woman
dutiful and loyal
my thoughts programmed
my words scripted
I was
an enslaved young woman
tricked and deceived
bound by expectations
trapped by an illusion
I was
a broken young woman
distressed and hopeless
engulfed by darkness
I surrendered to it
I then became
a transformed young woman
fearless and authentic
my voice powerful and confident
no longer was I uncomfortable with darkness
I then became
a wise young woman
enlightened and experienced
I could finally see through the illusion
no longer was I
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I love this omg.